That Day by Karen Deen (best novels to read in english txt) 📕

as the thump of the music gets louder and I block all outside noise out.

“Are you close, baby?” My hand slides between us in the darkness of the dancefloor.

“Fuck, yes,” she whimpers.

“You can feel my hand on your leg. You know what it’s like when I touch you. Close your eyes and listen to my words. One finger is now sliding inside you while you spread your legs nice and wide for me. My thumb resting on your clit and pressing down hard. You are struggling to hold on and want to scream out, but you can’t. So, you are channeling all that frustration into what you’re feeling. Now, my second finger is pushing inside you and finding that perfect spot. The one that makes you scream my name when you ride my cock, like you want to right now.”

“Kurt…” She is in agony and needs to let go.

“And just as you feel that orgasm about to explode all through your body, my teeth bite down on your hard nipple, sending spasms right to your core as you race over the edge of the cliff in pure bliss.” My hand, that I have been sliding up between our bodies, pinches her on the perfectly hard pebble of her nipple that is sticking into me.

Watching her mouth open, I take her in an earth-shattering kiss as I feel her body shuddering through her orgasm against me. I swallow all the screams I know that are stuck inside her.

Fuck, that has to be the hottest thing I have ever done in public. I would never disgrace Asha and do any of what I said in an open space, but fuck, if that didn’t make me want to come in my pants too.

Feeling her body go limp in my arms, I know it’s time to leave.

“Home, now. I need to make you do that again, but this time I want to hear the screams while I take you over that edge with my rock-hard cock.”

“I think I might like that.” She looks up at me still in the post-orgasmic glow.

“I fucking know I will.”

Pulling her with me, taking Jodie’s hand as we pass, I drag them both off the dance floor, listening to Jodie protest the whole way.

“You right to get her home?” I grit through my teeth to Seth as I sit Jodie down next to him.

He laughs at me, knowing exactly the pain I’m in.

“Yeah, big fella, take your girlfriend home before you burst.” Asha’s cute little giggle just makes it worse as I kiss Jodie on the cheek, telling her to behave, and then start marching for the exit.

The look on Scott’s face as we walk past gives me more joy than it should.

That’s right, asshole, I’m the only one that gets to dirty dance with her.

You will never get any closer than your job allows, so back off.

As I lift Asha up into my truck and secure the seat belt, she’s still twitchy the way she’s kissing me and then reaches for my cock the moment I get into the truck.

“Not yet. I need to get you home safe and then I’m all yours, you sexy little vixen. And if I don’t read that dancefloor scene in a book someday, I’ll be disappointed.”

“Ah, ah, that one is just between us. I’m not sharing that with anyone.” Her tongue poking out and licking across her lips has me pushing down on the accelerator just that little bit harder.

“Look who it is! The invisible boss has returned. Managed to drag yourself out of bed today, did we?” Ricky yells across the yard of my storage lot. “I knew you were old, but seriously, man, you haven’t even hit forty yet and you have to take time off. That new girlfriend wearing you out, old man?”

“Keep going,” I say, waving my hand in the air to signal keep it rolling. “Get it all out of your system now. Because it’s the one time you get to be a smartass for, let me think… yep, ten minutes, tops. Then after that I’ll nail you to that wall over there for being a little shit. So, you better get it all out now.”

“So tough now, aren’t you. I bet you don’t speak to your other employee like that! Isn’t that right, Jeff?” he calls to my dad. “I don’t know what happened to him. One day he was the perfect boss, then I think he got dumped too hard on the sand when he lost the wave, and now I get to put up with this right here. An old grumpy man.”

Ricky continues his rant while walking over and leaning against the shed wall with my dad, who has come to work with me to help me catch up and finish out the last job so I’m ready to start the new one on schedule. Even Mom was excited for him to help me, which makes me worry. I’ve warned Asha that if my mom turns up unexpectedly, she has my permission to ignore the doorbell. I know she is just as behind with her writing as I am with my building.

The last week has been perfect, and I wish we could stay in our little bubble, but that’s not real life. I need to work and so does Asha. Plus, doing the normal things helps to take our mind off what is hanging over both our heads.

“Hey, Dad, thanks for helping today. I’ve got extra thick earmuffs for you so you can drown out Ricky’s trash talk.” Shaking Dad’s hand, I continue to open up the workshop, yelling out to Ricky as he starts another smart comment, “You have three minutes left and counting.” I smile to myself as I turn on the lights and look for the materials I need to load into my truck.

Dad’s footsteps behind me, I hear him mumble to himself, “Does he ever shut up?”

“Not since the day he started with me. Some days it’s just